"There is a monster in front of me. I can smell its … scent, and my stomach is twitching.
These … monsters have invaded our city, and they will only bring destruction. People have always said that if our … civilization is replaced by these evil creations, that is the most unreasonable thing … Are the gods already dead?
Or is it the demons that originally ruled this world?
I have always … felt that, but these monsters are not the beasts that we imagine them to be. I have communicated with this monster on many topics, and its intelligence is no less than mine. If it … puts away its disdain for me, maybe we can talk about something more profound … (Missing part of the diagram)
"I dissected it and found that its body structure is … advanced. Our ugly appearance defines us, just like how they define us as ugly. But to be fair, their bodies … are more … I cannot lie to myself.
Others call me the Son of Steel, but now I doubt whether our resistance is still meaningful. Is our power …? Or is what it said right?
They are better than us?
They are better than us?
They are better than us?
They are better than us?
Gu Jun could understand about eighty percent of the notes. He could guess the meaning of the parts that he did not understand.
The more he read, the more the illusion of the basement appeared in his mind. He could almost hear the man who wrote down the notes mumbling in panic and confusion.
"Looks like this map does not belong to this world," Gu Jun said. "At least, it does not belong to this era."
Invading the city, bringing destruction. Obviously, this man's race and civilization were forced to a dead end by these monsters.
And these monsters had already appeared in this world, and there should be quite a number of them. He had personally dissected one of their chest specimens.
"The basement still uses kerosene lamps, and the paper is made of parchment … The technological level of the world in the notes should only be equivalent to the state of Europe before and after the industrial revolution, right? Even though we homo sapiens are not as strong as these monsters, our technological level is high, so Phecda can still destroy them. "
Gu Jun thought. The Gatling gun could fire more than one thousand bullets per minute, and the lamellar bones of these monsters would definitely not be able to withstand it.
However, he was reminded of the Malformed Banyan Disease. No matter how powerful a machine gun was, it still needed someone to control it. If a plague broke out, it would be even scarier than a monster.
Gu Jun looked through it a few times before closing the atlas. Then, he opened the three pages of the diary.
As he read, he muttered in his heart, adding his own speculations to the words that he did not understand.
[October 21st of the Year of the Rose, Raybundy Pederani
It was raining heavily today. People often said that it wouldn't rain so heavily in the Year of the Rose. But compared to recent events, the weather paled in comparison.
The area of infection of hemoptysis had expanded again. It had already gone out of control from Buren City to Eli City. Shar City also has its first case.
This news made me want to vomit. I shouldn't be reacting this way. I graduated from the Empire's highest medical school, Carlott College. I learned all the known medical techniques and delved into the various principles of the human body. I didn't do that just to tremble in front of a disease.
People always had high hopes for the medical students of Carlott College. They believed that we were messengers sent to the human world by the goddess. We controlled the secret of life and used the light of wisdom to illuminate this ignorant world.
Therefore, we enjoyed the highest honor in the Empire and the unconditional trust of the people.
But now, after Buren City and Eli City, the two most prosperous cities of the Empire, turned into hell, the people woke up, and so did we.
The students of Carlop were not messengers of the goddess, but playthings of the devil.
Was that so? I hoped that I could hold on to my beliefs for as long as possible, but even when I was studying, I was not the best.
In our batch, the most outstanding person is none other than Freud Landon. He always receives the most praise and is well-liked by everyone.
Lenton was especially good at anatomy. During the first anatomy class, our hands were shaking, but Lenton held the scalpel like it was his fingers.
Because of his strong will and the fact that the scalpel was made of iron, I did not know why I called him the "Son of Iron," and it became his nickname.
Lenton and I were good friends. Although he had the right to be arrogant, he was very humble and funny. Everyone said that Lenton would do great things in the future. His thinking and actions were enough to become a true messenger of the goddess and completely change the old medical science.
After graduation, I returned to my hometown, Shar, while Lenton stayed in the capital where the college was located.
I did not expect that the time he saw me off would be the last time we met.
This morning, I received a secret message. The "Son of Iron", Freud Lenton, committed suicide. He used a scalpel to slit his throat.
The public did not know about this yet. If they did, it would be a huge blow.
Lenton left behind a suicide note. It was said that there was not much content. He only left behind some information and thoughts he had obtained in the ruined Riker City. As for why he wanted to die, I was not told. Perhaps he could not stand the monsters and hemoptysis.
Lenton mentioned me in the letter, and that was how I got the news. In the letter, Lenton said, "Tell Payani not to give up, but I will be leaving first."
If even the Son of Iron could not persevere, what can I do? I'm not the most outstanding one.]
After reading the first page of the diary, Gu Jun took a deep breath and walked out of the bedroom to pour himself a glass of water.
The content of this so-called medical diary was completely different from what he had imagined. However, as a fellow medical student, he could feel the immense pressure in Raybundy Pejani's seemingly steady handwriting … Pejani must have flipped through his diary repeatedly, but he could not write down anything valuable. That was why he wrote these words …
Gu Jun looked at the setting sun outside the balcony. The setting sun was as red as blood.
This foreign language had its origin. It appeared to be from another world, another civilization.
'Let's wait and see. 'As he drank the water, he continued to read the next page.
"Year of the Rose, 8th November _ _ _ Payani.
In less than ten days, Sar has fallen.
My hometown, Sar, is known as the home of flowers. The people here live a peaceful life, unlike the hustle and bustle of the capital, and they do not have the mechanical coldness.
The people of Sar always seize every opportunity to make new friends. In the end, almost everyone here knows each other.
During the flower season, everyone will pluck the fresh flowers that have grown in their yard and give them to each other. Even the most destitute homeless man on the street will be surrounded by the fragrance of fresh flowers during the flower season. For example, winter jasmine, golden flower, soft fragrant grass, lily, Chinese rose …
Of course, during the Year of the Rose, bright roses will bloom at every corner of Sar, and they will become everyone's headwear.
I used to love this' Sar culture ', but now, I hate it more and more.
All the pure happiness in the past has turned into more pain in the past ten days.
The first to die was Uncle Johnson. He owned a shoe store on Autumn Flower Street. Whenever I passed by, he would enthusiastically ask me how I was doing and try to sell the new shoes from his store. Uncle Johnson had not been to any infected area, and he had never left Sar in his life, but he suddenly fell ill.
All the patients with hemoptysis started like that. Their lungs would start to swell, and their lungs would start to fail … Bursting … Blood would gush out of the mouth … Finally, the blood would leak out from the skin on the chest, and their lives would come to an end.
Oh, the great and holy Doctor Carlop!
We can't even tell whether hemoptysis is a viral disease or a parasitic disease.
Its method of transmission is also unclear. It is not transmitted through the air, it is not transmitted through food … it … it …
We are helpless.
A few days ago, Mira died, Kagder died, Orlangton died, Nanni died … All the friends I knew died one after another. All the roses in the city withered, but the blood they coughed up still dyed the city red.
And my parents … They died right in front of my eyes.
I am very worried about Lida. She has some symptoms of coughing today. Please don't be her, please …
Goddess of Life, if you really exist, I beg you.]
"Phew …" Gu Jun finished reading the second page of the diary. He furrowed his brows and continued to read the last third page.
This page was written on "Violet Year, February 5th." If the Year of Roses was followed by the Year of Violet, and if there were also twelve months in a year, a few months had already passed.
"Violet Year, February 5th _ _ Raybundy Pejani
Lida died of hemoptysis almost three months ago. I did not want to think about it, let alone write it down.
I met Lida when I was a teenager. She was not of noble birth, the daughter of a blacksmith. But when I first met her on Lily Street, I was overwhelmed by her charm and fell deeply in love with her. She wore a very ordinary white dress, looked slender and light, and had a pure and sincere smile.
Later, I found out that she was the big sister of all the children on Lily Street. She was the one who jumped around with them all day, so that their parents could have time to do other things.
This was my favorite personality. But when I first met her, I did not know anything about her, but I was already determined to marry this young girl.
My pursuit of Lida was very successful. Although I was not as outstanding as Lenton, I had some good qualities that Lida admired.
During the years I was studying at Carlott College, we kept in touch through letters. She was worried that I would choose to stay in the capital after graduation, but she hoped that I would think about my future. After all, Sar was a rural place.
But how did she know? My heart had never left Sar, and it had never left her.
Ever since Lida's illness started, it progressed very quickly. On the fifth day, she passed away. I could not make her stay, even for a few more days.
After Leda's death, all my hope had died. The world no longer had any meaning to me.
My despair was different from Landon's. I had already read his will. He had a loftier aspiration and a loftier disappointment.
But I only had a few ordinary thoughts. My parents, my old housekeeper, my aunt, my friends, my lover … If any of them were still alive, I might be able to hold on, but they were all gone.
Lida's death made me understand that there was no God in this world. If there was one, it had already been defeated by the demons. God would not allow someone like Lida to die a miserable death! The last thing she said to me was, "Ribudi, I'm sorry, I can't make it to the wedding." We were supposed to get married in December of the Year of the Rose.
What did death mean to return to the embrace of the Goddess of Life? It was a sublimation of life? I did not believe it.
The world was about to become a broken ruin, but what was there to be sad or afraid about?
All my sadness and fear had gone with Lida's death.
I was not afraid of the destruction of the world. I was afraid that Lida would be bullied in the abyss of hell, or that there would be something worse after death. I was also worried about every family and friend I knew. Their bones had melted, and their nerves were no longer beating, but … they were still spreading the disease. Not with the virus, but with their deaths.
Father, Mother, Lenton, Lida, please forgive me, please wait for me.
Because I, Ribudi Payani, will die with you.]
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